Indigo Aura Novels & Stories

I would never let anyone, or anything hurt her again. “Emma?” Andrew called her after a few minutes of complete silence. “I am a pure white wolf.” she mumbled, not moving her gaze from Andrew. “Yes.” he nodded slowly. “You are the True Luna, love. Which is why it is not safe for you to shift and show your wolf to anyone.”

She said, picking up her purse. "You're heading out?" I asked in surprise, hoping my presence did not make her uncomfortable. She nodded, "Yeah. You two need some privacy." "Uh okay. Take care." "Yeah sure," she said and left. Aurora stepped out not long after that. I almost drooled as she stepped in a flowing strapless floral dress, her waves cascaded flawlessly down her back, framing her glowing face so perfectly. God, this woman was too beautiful for words. "Leo," she said with a slight smile and nod in my direction.

At no point does either one of them leave me completely as I bounce gently between the two of them, encouraging, riding their passion. As they continue to move with me, I feel my aura, my very soul, reach out to them both, pulling their essences into me, their spirits blending with mine as our bodies continue to rock with the pleasure of our joining. Power flows from Evander's skin, glowing amber as it shifts the colors of our auras to match his. In turn, his aura is changed, taking on some of Gideon's purple and my red until between the three of us we have something closer to a golden honey wine.

I look at Destinee and she chuckles and shakes her head, before I can ask for anything more Destinee rips her throat out. She looks at me, “believe what you want, Titus.” She says and turns. Her eyes burn brightly before she commands my pack members. “Kill them all,” Aura commands and my pack attacks the rogues and does as they are commanded. Destinee shifts into Aura and joins in the fight. Every last rogue gets torn apart in the chaos. The rogue’s blood drips from Auras’ fur. She has been painted red with blood. She charges towards another rogue. Leaping over him and landing behind him. Before he can turn, Aura clamps her mouth over the back of his neck. She shakes her head and the rogue w

It's essence of life gone, as Kestra fed on every last bit of it. With her energy renewed and her feeling refreshed, Kestra moved to the dead maid, placing her hand on her forehead, repeating the earlier process and this time even going further. Her eyelids fell shut, her forehead glowing red. "Show me." She commanded. There were different aura's in form of people. A smoke of colors in hazy darkness. Blue. Green. Red. White. Wait.... Purple. Wait. White? That was strange.

Aurora explained. "Vinfort doesn't yet have a High Priestess, so we need to return to Preousia as soon as possible. If we don't hurry, Ysobella and your baby will perish," Aurora said fearfully. "How?! H-How can w-we do that? I can't lose her and our b-baby... please!" Lucien begged. Nereza then slowly walk towards them but she stopped when she saw something inside the pouch beside Ysobella. With haste, she took the pouch and opens it.

Yellow, one of the most common aura color, it was said to be the color of helper, someone who always got someone’s else back, a shield behind, people with this aura color were usually loyal, yet dangerous foes. Red, people with this aura color usually takes everything under them, they are born to be a leader, they are bound to become the head and not the tail, they are people who believed in action speaks louder than words. Gold, one of the rarest aura color, people with this aura usually have protected by the divine, they are guided by a holy one, their soul was near to perfection, molded by so much pressure and tough times. Black, this has always been a picture of misfortune, however, peop

A goddess wanted to have me with her. All the pressure is on me now and as time goes on the tension between the two of them is getting heavier. Gradually, smoke came out of their bodies, dark blue for Death and golden yellow for Athena—it’s like they are manifesting their aura. They seem to measure their strength and power. Hmmm... I have watched this scene in anime many times.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

As it ceased, Pandora’s body seemed to emerge in a bright light bed that was floating with delicateness. “Luara, what is happening to my daughter?” Melissa asked me. I turn my head to her to hear a gasp from her. “You’re not Luara, you’re the moon goddess.” I smile in confirmation and put her hand back together with her husband’s hand. I walk to Pandora who is still looking peaceful. I touch the light casing and find out it's more palpable than it looks. "Curious" I comment, looking for some flaw in the light barrier, but to no avail.